Powerless Boy is reborn as Lustful Elf
Chapter 79: Second orgasm

Chapter 79: Second orgasm

"Alex, I can’t" she gasped, her body trembling, the pleasure overwhelming, a force that consumed her entirely.

Her climax hit like a storm, a shattering wave that tore a final, broken moan from her lips, her body convulsing, her mind blank, lost in the raw, primal ecstasy of it all.

Inolda’s sharp gasp sliced through the quiet of Alex’s room, her back arching high off the rumpled bed, pink curls splaying wild across the pillow like a neon wildfire.

Alex’s fingers thrust deep into her slick cave, the wet heat gripping him tight, sending a jolt of pleasure through her that made her thighs quiver.

Her vibrant tunic hung open, unbuttoned and splayed, her bare breasts heaving, nipples taut and glistening under the silvery glow of the ceiling’s crystal orb.

His lips clamped around one nipple, sucking with a fierce, hungry pull, his tongue flicking the sensitive peak in a relentless rhythm.

"Oh, gods, yes!" she moaned, her voice raw, bold eyes half-lidded, clouded with arousal as her hips bucked against his hand, chasing the electric surge that set her skin ablaze.

"Fuck, Alex, don’t stop," she gasped, her fingers clawing at the covers, knuckles whitening as pleasure tore through her, a hot, pulsing current that made her cave throb around his fingers.

The suction on her breast was merciless, each pull sending a raw, aching need spiraling through her, her moans growing louder, more desperate.

He switched to her other breast, sucking hard, his teeth grazing the nipple, pulling a sharp, "Nngh, yes!" from her lips.

Her body writhed, sweat slicking her skin, the sensation overwhelming, a burning ache that consumed her.

"Oh, shit, Alex!" she cried as he added a second finger, stretching her, the increased pressure sending a shockwave of pleasure through her core.

Her hips ground against his hand, frantic, her breaths ragged, skin flushed crimson as the pleasure mounted, a relentless force driving her to the edge.

Her moans turned frantic, a steady stream of "Fuck, yes!" and "Oh, gods!" as the rhythm of his fingers, curling, thrusting, hitting that perfect spot, pushed her closer.

Her orgasm crashed through her, her cave clenching tight around his two fingers, a loud, shuddering moan erupting... "Fuck, yes!"... as pleasure exploded, a searing, white-hot surge that made her body convulse.

Her back arched high, thighs clamping around his hand, pink curls bouncing as her head thrashed.

"Oh, gods..." she whimpered, her moans fading to shaky gasps as the waves subsided, her body trembling, slick with sweat, nerves still humming with the aftershocks.

Panting, Inolda’s bold eyes flickered open, desperate, locking onto his.

"Alex, enter me now, please," she begged, her voice hoarse, pleading, her thighs still shaking, her cave aching for more.

Alex pulled back from her breast, lips glistening, a low chuckle rumbling as he shook his head, hazel eyes gleaming with mischief.

"Not done with you yet," he said, his voice a husky taunt, his smirk widening as he slid down her body, hands pushing her thighs apart.

Inolda’s breath hitched, a soft, "Mmm, Alex!" escaping as his mouth found her cave, his tongue lapping at the slick lips, slow and deliberate.

The contact sent a fresh spike of pleasure through her, sharp and electric, her hips bucking instinctively.

"Oh, fuck, yes!" she moaned, hands gripping his blonde hair, pulling him closer as his tongue plunged deeper, exploring her folds with a hungry precision that drove her wild.

His fingers rejoined, one sliding into her cave, thrusting in sync with his tongue, the dual sensation pulling a loud, "Shit, Alex!" from her throat.

Her body trembled, the pleasure building again, a relentless pressure that made her thighs shake, her moans escalating, raw and unfiltered.

"God, you’re too good," she gasped, her voice breaking, the heat in her core spiraling higher with every flick of his tongue.

He focused on her most sensitive spot, sucking gently, his finger curling inside, stoking the fire.

"Nngh, Alex, please!" she cried, her moans a desperate chant, hips grinding against his mouth.

The pleasure was a live wire, every nerve alight, her skin flushed, sweat beading on her forehead.

"Fuck, don’t stop!" she begged, her voice raw, thighs trembling as she teetered on the edge, her moans growing louder, more frantic... "Oh, gods, Alex!" ... when he pulled back, lips slick, hazel eyes glinting with a mischievous smile.

"Yeah, you called?" he teased, his voice low, playful, that damn smirk taunting her. Inolda’s bold eyes blazed, half-snapping, half-pleading.

"Don’t you dare stop!" she hissed, her voice raw, hips twitching, her cave throbbing with need.

Alex chuckled, the sound dark and amused, before diving back in, his tongue attacking her cave with renewed hunger, lapping and sucking with a ferocity that made her scream.

"Oh, fuck, yes!" she moaned, his finger thrusting faster, joined by a second, stretching her, the pressure sending a hot, consuming surge through her.

Her moans were relentless, a symphony of "Fuck, Alex!" and "Oh, shit!" as the pleasure coiled tighter, a white-hot knot ready to snap.

His tongue flicked her sensitive spot, fast and precise, his fingers curling, thrusting, driving her wild. "Right there, oh gods, right there!" she cried, her voice shaking, thighs clamping around his head, fingers yanking his hair.

Her second orgasm hit like a storm, her cave spasming around his fingers, a raw, guttural scream tearing from her... "Fuck, yes!... as pleasure erupted, a searing, electric wave that made her body convulse.

Her hips bucked wildly, back arching off the bed, pink curls thrashing, skin flushed crimson.

"Oh, shit..." she gasped, her moans breaking into shaky whimpers as the sensation pulsed, relentless, her thighs trembling, hands clutching the covers.

The pleasure was primal, all-consuming, leaving her breathless, slumped against the bed, her body spent but still humming.

"Alex, you’re unreal," she murmured, her voice hoarse, bold eyes half-open, glazed with satisfaction.

He lifted his head, lips glistening, that mischievous smirk still in place. "Told you I wasn’t done," he said, voice low, teasing, as he crawled up to kiss her, the taste of her still on his lips.